Berbera!

Located in the southwest of Hargesa, it is a small town with a population of about 20,000. However, due to its special geographical location, Hassan stationed a reinforced battalion of nearly 800 people here, and is equipped with 17 m102 105mm howitzers and 20 small-caliber m30 107mm mortars. There is a Soviet-made PK machine gun in each platoon.

No wonder Hassan gave this 3rd battalion nickname: "Hippolyta".

In ancient Greek mythology, this is the meaning of the God of War.

md, this firepower is called the God of War? What kind of rabbits in a squad carry 8 PF98 80mm anti-tank bazooka?

But then again, this 3rd battalion still took Hassan's great effort to form, including a salary of nearly $7 a day, which is a high salary in Somalia, where the labor salary is $1.7. In addition to the AK47, individual weapons also have pistols, which are simply jealous.

At this time, Brigadier General Samel Hassan of the Third Battalion stood on the barracks playground under the protection of the guards, wearing sunglasses and short beards. His cheeks were a bit tough on the side, and he had a slim squint on his waist, which looked a bit like a soldier.

In fact, he knew his relationship with Hassan from his surname.

After all, this kind of ace force must be in its own hands.

Moreover, Samel is not a good deal. He graduated from the command department with the second place in the South African Military Academy. He politely declined the recruitment of the South African military and returned to Hassan. He served as the top leader of the main combat unit at the age of 24. When he was 27, he became the newly formed 3rd Battalion commander and brigadier general.

He once swept across several major tribes in the south with 400 people, beating the other party bowed down and surrendered, nicknamed "Tiger!"

Samel looked at the military watch on his wrist and murmured, "Here's here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the roar of the engine, from far to near, squinted his eyes and looked into the air. Six armed helicopters flew in a low altitude in a shape. The movement caused everyone in the barracks to raise their heads. The wind blew the cheeks of the propeller blew, and the flesh on Samel's face was trembling.

Three female deer combined with three mi-8 "Hippo" transport aircraft.

This transport aircraft is one of the main transport tools of the Soviet army, and can take 27 people. When the cabin door opened, Samel saw what a real tycoon was. Dozens of people wore Kevlar helmets, wore night vision instruments, wore bulletproof vests, unified tactical goggles, and weapons were based on their own preferences, but almost everyone had an as       Val soft sound automatic rifle!

Of course, some people carry 9mm vss micro-sounding sniper rifles, with some small accessories on them, which looks much taller.

This set of equipment costs at least more than a few thousand US dollars.

Moreover, Samel has not seen a mercenary wearing a bulletproof vest at this time.

It’s not that I can’t afford it. Of course, this is one of the factors. It’s that the body armor will affect the movement of the human body and are not conducive to movement.

But Tang Dao requires employees of the umbrella to wear bulletproof vests if allowed.

after all…

If one person dies, the pension will be enough to buy dozens of pieces.

"General Samel?"

A strong white man in work pants came over, glanced at the other party's military rank, and saluted casually, "Umbrella employee, Bradbury Christine Biddle, reports to you." He reminded again, "Of course, you can call me worms, this is my nickname, I like it."

Samel nodded and reached out to hold the other person. He felt the power and calluses coming from his big hand. He was definitely a warrior who had experienced many battles.

"Welcome to you, Mr. Worm."

"My duty is to help you defend Berbera. Of course, we will not follow the group due to combat reasons. Please understand."

Mercenaries are more like special combat mode than large-scale "Ula" charges, which are light infantry... Of course, if Africans also have this concept.

Samel, who studied at the South African Military Academy, certainly knew what the role of these people was.

Will you touch eggs with diamonds?

If you are rich, just pretend that this assumption does not exist.

"Yes, I have prepared daily necessities and dormitories for you. I will not involve your command, but if necessary, I will issue support orders to you, and I hope you can cooperate."

"Of course!" The worm nodded, saying this was very frank. The two sides had a friendly cooperative relationship, and there was no superior or subordinate relationship. You play with yours, I play with mine. After chatting with Samel for a few more words, the latter left. After all, there were so many things on the front line, Johnnies' army was at the city. It was already very embarrassing that he could come to greet him.

The worm looked at the other person's back, turned around, and shouted loudly, "Gentlemen, bring your weapons and equipment, don't throw them away, otherwise Mr. John will point at your forehead and ask you to lose money, and... God bless you."

“Amen…”

Someone lit a few times in front of his chest, and some people picked up the treasured cross and kissed it.

This is already accustomed to soldiers mainly from Europe or North America. It may be funny to say that it is a great irony to let God bless the bloody executioner.

…

The movements of the six helicopters cannot be hidden even if they want to.

Johnnis received the news immediately.

"It seems that Hassan has also found foreign aid." He frowned, then relaxed, and said in a pretentious state of relief, looking at the arms dealer Harry, who smiled, "The Somalian Eagle is in the battle."

Nicholas Don!

That man?

Johnnis's spirit was shaking, his eyes flashed, "I heard that he had a security company that brought together many elites, and officers retired from the US military..."

"General, I'm afraid you don't know enough." Harry interrupted the other party with his hand and laughed, "His company has at least nearly 400 employees, most of which have military experience, and are veterans who survive on the battlefield. Perhaps, they are well-equipped and sufficient to resist the impact of any North African army. Moreover, they also carry bazooka and individual mortars, and even air support and long-range strikes are also available. It is not something that can be summarized by a simple elite."

Harry also revealed envy in his tone? Johnnies could hear it.

He is indeed envious!

The profits of arms dealers nourish security companies, while the latter provides the former with force protection. This win-win model is generally only possible for large companies to play. After all, raising hundreds of people will have to pay nearly hundreds of thousands of dollars a day, plus other miscellaneous things...

"Fake! This guy is so rich." Harry felt sick. After roughly calculating, the other party's value was at least over 100 million!

Only this value can be affordable, and there is a fixed sales channel and purchaser.

No wonder, the idle people he controlled Somalia. If it weren't for Joe Daro's death, Hassan did not quickly occupy Kismayu, which made this gap appear, and Harry might not have been able to make it in. Even the consortium behind him would not have the ability to force him in Africa. After all, this place is a black man, this place is backward, and this place is violent!

but…

"Maybe it's time to send Asians to see God, and only whites can play Africa's interests." This sentence roared in Harry's heart.

If the Somalia giant is really taken down, the benefits he gets from it are astronomical.

And Johnnis next to him was also dumbfounded. Is that Asian... that fierce?

Just as both of them were wandering outside the sky, a sudden sound of rapid footsteps came from the door. A black man in the rank of captain rushed in, holding a telegram in his hand and staring at his beads. The protein below could be clearly seen.

"Report, General, found in the north of Kismayu that Aidid's army was gathering, and the line of defense moved forward for nearly 40 kilometers!"

Um?!

Everyone in the command tent was stunned, but after coming back to his senses, Johnnis hurriedly walked to the map to study it. His culture was considered a high-level talent in Somalia, and even when he was working as a private doctor for Joe Daro, he liked to study maps and combat modes by himself. This may be a man's romance.

He pointed at Kismayu and moved slowly towards the north, and finally settled within Aidid's sphere of influence. "What is he going to do? Are he going to start a war with us?"

"General, we only have a 17th Battalion with about 400 people in the north... I'm afraid." The staff officer next to him stammered.

"General, General..."

A shout sounded at the door, with a horror in the voice. It was still the captain, holding a telegram in his hand. When he felt Johnnis's almost Chen Neng's murderous gaze, he swallowed his saliva and rolled up and down. "Three military factories, including Domingo-Matt in Argentina, have sent us a circular to cancel their previous orders."

It turns out that's the matter,

Johnnis breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a few nursing home-style military factories that couldn't get on the table, and the order was also symbolic when Joe Daro was there. Not to mention the quantity, it would not hurt the bones at all. There were Harry's American machinery and goods behind it. Who would use those small stones if you were used to hard currency?

"There is anything else?" He asked in a deep voice when he saw that the captain had not left.

"The front line report, Aidid's army has attacked us..."

Can't you tell the difference between important things?

Johnnis grabbed the ashtray on the table and smashed it over, "Go out!" The other party was so scared that he left in a round and round manner with his neck shrank.

md, the people under this command are too unreliable, and they are free from thinking!

He supported the table with both hands, and was about to retreat. Hassan was not eliminated at this time, but instead he was criticized by someone behind his butt.

Harry looked at him for the first time, and Johnnis glanced at him and gave up asking him about his thoughts.

This person is not reliable.

…

"Open fire!"

"Target, right ahead, fire!"

There are 21 D-74 in the artillery battalion built by Aidid! Although this is a gun from the 1940s, it is still very good in terms of suppressing, annihilation of living forces and firearms, and destroying field fortifications. It has a tough style and an attack distance of 24,000 meters. In addition to this, there is also a 2s19 cannon known as a building demolition artifact, which is directly pushed over!

Under such firepower, the town of Blaia, supported by only 400 people, was shaking.

As for the civilians inside?

War never cares about the lives of these people. In addition to protesting, those human rights organizations may eat more than anyone else's mouth.

The law of the jungle is vividly expressed in Africa, sometimes...

You can only blame yourself for being weak, not others for being strong!
Chapter completed!